Baby Mama Drama

What the fuck is this?
Child support papers?
What? Chorus:
You didnt have to file on me, you turned my child on me.
Why you had to file on me?
You turned my child on me.
Daz: As I lay myself to sleep at night,
I pray the lord my soul to keep, so
I can try to do right.
Theres no one else that
I can turn to,
Im asking a favor, oh just once,
Oh Jesus Christ, lord
Im asking you.
Gave to this world a young baby, know one life is crazy, promise to live the righteous life of the path of my babies.
Watch the clouds spread, and it shades my heart,
My relationship fell apart.
Dont know where it ended, sure can tell you just how it started, she filed child support, and its really cold hearted.
Ive been taking care of you and your kid, all of my life, mad at me cause
I wouldnt make you my wife.
Ive done a lot of crazy things in my days, killing to get that weapon named, robbing just to get paid.
Now how much more can
I bear, and
I explode inside , still asking myself why... chorus 'Lil'
C-Style: Im like 'what, child support?', man, who ever thought
I would get filed on.
Uh, you know what
Im saying?
Do gangsters get filed on child support?
Hell yeah they do.
I got filed on,
I aint the only one out the crew.
Uh , child support, have
I got something for em, uh?
I, I, I, I walk by faith, and not by sight, living day by day, praying night after night. '
Cause Im seeing so much, so much lust lust lust, and every pretty girl
I see, I wanna touch touch touch.
You think
Im doing too much or what?
Im dating the preachers daughter, and getting the toe up.
And every time she drinks she gets drunk and throws up, if
Im on the spot, you know shes surfing on my (??).
Look in her best, from the back bend over, now shes eight months, got me buying me baby clothes, and
I stroll up.
Writing her lawyer, talking bout how much
I owe her, wrote him back, 'I cant do a damn thing for ya'.
All I can do, is just take care of my daughter, thirty days later
I got a court order.
She filed on me, cold game, she filed on me, uh. chorus
Daz: Now Im sitting in court as shes trying to get everything, from my house and my cars to my gold rings.
Trying to drain a brother just like dreino , you know the same old situations occurred, got me sitting on the curbs, smoking a bomb joint, trying to pull my point.
Every night
I get the marihuana, thinking it would take away the pain, waking up the next morning, and thing are still the same.
Big C-Style:
I did so much, to get so little.
Paid more than the court even asked of me.
But loving no more, not even a parlay?
And you want me to pay?
Its not like its for my baby, its more like for you and your nigga.
Why you have to lie on me, and turn my child on me. chorus (3 times)